My sister finished her training and started her regular job this week. Evidently, it’s something called “shift work”. After listening to my parents talk about it, I gathered this involves nothing more than the ability to sleep at any given hour around the clock.
You KNOW I was born for this. I started “shift work” right after my breakfast:
I wanted to make sure I could “shift work” in different locations, so I moved to another bedroom and started another shift:
I am rockin’ this. The only time I interrupted my shift was to get my pills:
My sister has a sweet job. Wait a minute – my Mom just told me that Kristy has to work for 8 hours every day, too. As in be awake and alert for eight straight hours!
I’m done with shift work. Mom, get up here & take care of me RIGHT NOW!
I love you!